I dropped my bag on the floor and shut the door behind me as Kourtney kneeled on the floor in front of me, undid my pants, and pulled them and my underwear down to my ankles. The six-foot-tall, black haired, tan woman that used to be my sister-in-law wrapped her hand around my flaccid cock and started to pull on it, while her tongue swirled around the head of it.
I quickly grew hard at her touch, and she wrapped her lips around my cock, sliding down my six inches until her nose was buried in my groin. Staring up at me with her hazel eyes, Kourtney started to bob her head up and down my shaft, her hand following quickly behind it. Her free hand was on my balls, softly squeezing them. I stared down at her as she blew me, looking at her B-cup-sized breasts as they moved along with her skinny, fit body.
"Fuck, Kourtney," I moaned out as she continued to deep throat my cock over and over. I leaned back against the door to hold myself up as she blew me. I reached down with one of my hands, first grabbing at her breast, rubbing her nipple, then resting my hand on the back of her head. I could feel her tongue as it swirled around my shaft and my tip inside her mouth, as her hand mimicked it on the outside, twisting around my cock as it rubbed up and down.
I slowly pushed my hips forward as my cock slid down her throat. Feeling my orgasm building up, I pushed down on Kourtney's head with my hand and felt the first rope of cum shoot out of my cock as I moaned loudly. Kourtney held herself still as my hips bucked forward and backwards, my cock shooting cum down her throat as she swallowed it.
When I was done, she licked my cock clean before standing up with a smile on her face. She looked at me as I caught my breath and said, "I just want you to know that I'll do whatever it takes to convince you to move to Chicago with me. My body is yours to use as you please, and I'm at your full command for anything. Whatever it takes to get you to come with me."
My face dropped as I realized what Kourtney wanted. Seeing the look on my face, Kourtney said, "What?"
"Kourtney, me and Jessica have," I started to say, but I was cut off when Kourtney said, "Fuck," and she turned around, walking down the hallway. As I pulled my underwear and pants back up, she went into my bed and slammed the door. Not knowing what she was doing, I pulled out my phone to let Jessica know that I was home safe.
Hearing Kourtney making a bunch of noise in the bedroom, I started to walk towards it when she burst through the door. She had put on a hoodie and jeans and had a bag of the rest of her clothes in her hand. "Kourtney, wait, what are you doing?" I asked, but she just pushed through me, walking to the door. I caught up with her as she put her shoes on and asked, "Where are you going?"
Instead of answering, she opened the door to leave, and I followed her outside. I tried to get her to come inside again, but she finally turned to me and yelled, "Get the fuck away from me!"
Not wanting to make a scene, I turned and went back into my apartment. Unsure of what to do as I watched Kourtney drive away, I picked up my phone and called Jessica, filling her in on what happened. Jessica was as shocked as I was and suggested that she would try to call Kourtney.
I texted Kourtney, telling her to come back and talk to me, but I didn't get an answer. Jessica called me back a short time later and told me that Kourtney wouldn't answer for her either. We decided that maybe I should go looking for her, but with how big the city is, we decided against it. Jessica said that she would call Jack, her ex-husband and Kourtney's brother, and see if he could get a hold of her.
I calmed myself down and started to unpack my bag. I decided that if I didn't hear from Kourtney or she didn't call me back in a few hours, I would go looking for her. I did finally send her a text, just telling her that I was worried about her and wanted to make sure she was safe. I nearly jumped on my phone when it went off a few seconds later and I saw a text from her.
"Yes, I'm safe. I'm at Katie's house," the text read. I quickly answered back, asking if we could talk about what happened, but she just said no and didn't respond to me again.
I kept trying to reach out to Kourtney, as did Jessica. But, with my court hearing approaching, I had to focus less on her and more on that. Jessica offered to drive down that weekend and at least be there for me since she couldn't come into the courtroom. I told her it was up to her, since it was technically her weekend with Liam. She made arrangements with Jack to take Liam that weekend, but she would have to wait until she got off work that day to come down.
We had spent the weeks leading up to the hearing looking at different places to rent around us, both in Boise and Ogden, where I lived. A few had jumped out, at least, and we made inquiries about their availability. I mentioned to my boss about transferring up to our Boise location, and he was looking into it for me. At the same time, Jessica started to apply for athletic trainer jobs back in Utah.
The hearing was scheduled for early in the morning on December 20, and I showed up plenty early. It was nerve-racking in the courtroom, as I was all alone while Kathy had her parents, aunt, uncle, brother, and her youngest sister, Katie, with her. I was a little disappointed to see that Kourtney wasn't there.
The hearing progressed nicely, and it ended around lunch time. I let Kathy and her family leave the courtroom first, and I gave them plenty of space as I walked out of the building.
Getting into my car, I quickly called Jessica, and she picked up on the first ring, asking what happened.
I took a deep breath and said, "Honestly, it couldn't have gone any better for me. The judge wasn't hearing anything that Kathy was saying about me. He refused to issue any kind of supervision visit. He's going to have the court review the rest of the custody order and make some changes, mainly so that I can have the kids at least one weekend a month and more if and when I get a bigger place. My lawyer asked about me being in a relationship with certain people without saying names or who, and the judge said that, as far as the court was concerned, I could be in a relationship with whoever I wanted and it wouldn't affect my standing as a parent. Oh, and I can live within a 500-mile radius and still have the same custody agreement."
"Oh, my God, Danny! That's amazing!" Jessica exclaimed. "Was Kathy pissed?"
I laughed and said, "A little. Her and her lawyer kept trying to argue but finally shut up when the judge asked why they were so against the father of her kids being happy."
"That's awesome. Was Kourtney there?" She asked me.
"No, she wasn't. Just her parents, aunt and uncle, Jack, and Katie," I told her.
"Dang it. I hope she's doing OK," Jessica said, and I agreed with her.
"I can't wait to see you tonight," I told her.
"Me either. We're going to have to go out and celebrate," she said back.
Jessica had to get back to work, so we said our goodbyes and I love you before ending the phone call.